ما لِلفؤادِ إذا ذَكرُتكَ يخفِقُ

ما لِلفؤادِ إذا ذَكرُتكَ يخفِقُ

والدَّمعُ من عيني يسُحُّ ويَدفُقُ

والدَّمعُ من عيني يسُحُّ ويَدفُقُ

What ails my heart, that it flutters when I remember you,

What ails my heart when I remember you, it flutters,

while tears pour and gush from my eye?

And tears flow from my eyes pouring out,

وإذا رَأيتُكَ فاللِّسانُ نهَى بهِ

وإذا رَأيتُكَ فاللِّسانُ نهَى بهِ

خَرَسٌ وَطَري بالمدامعِ ينَطِقُ

خَرَسٌ وَطَري بالمدامعِ ينَطِقُ

And when I see you, my tongue is restrained

And when I see you, my tongue is silenced,

by speechlessness; my desire speaks through tears.

Mute, while my eyes speak with flowing tears.

ما ذاكَ إِلاَّ انَّ قلبيَ مُوثَقٌ

ما ذاكَ إِلاَّ انَّ قلبيَ مُوثَقٌ

بالأَسرِ منكَ وأنَّ دمعيَ مُطلَقُ

بالأَسرِ منكَ وأنَّ دمعيَ مُطلَقُ

It is only because my heart is bound

This is only because my heart is imprisoned,

in captivity by you, while my tears are set free.

Captive to you, while my tears flow free,

لا غروَ إن خَفَقَ الفُؤادُ وإنَّهُ

لا غروَ إن خَفَقَ الفُؤادُ وإنَّهُ

في العِطفِ من غُصنِ القَوامِ مُعلَّقُ

في العِطفِ من غُصنِ القَوامِ مُعلَّقُ

No wonder the heart flutters, for it is

No wonder my heart flutters and throbs,

hung upon the flank of that branchlike form.

For it is hung from the branch of a swaying tree.

وبمُهجَتي غُصنٌ لهُ من عِطفِهِ

وبمُهجَتي غُصنٌ لهُ من عِطفِهِ

رُمحٌ علَيهِ من الذُّؤابَةِ سِنجَقُ

رُمحٌ علَيهِ من الذُّؤابَةِ سِنجَقُ

And in my lifeblood is a branch whose flank forms

And to my forehead a branch that sways,

a spear, bearing a banner of his forelock.

With a spear fastened, swaying to and fro.

أضحَى بقلبيَ ساكناً ووشاحُهُ

أضحَى بقلبيَ ساكناً ووشاحُهُ

أبداً كَمسكيهِ يَجولُ وَيقلَقُ

أبداً كَمسكيهِ يَجولُ وَيقلَقُ

He has come to dwell in my heart, and his sash

My heart has settled in and its covering

ever sways and shifts, like his two bracelets.

Forever roams and stirs like musk perfume.

فالعطفُ مِنهُ بالقُلوبِ مُكَلَّلٌ

فالعطفُ مِنهُ بالقُلوبِ مُكَلَّلٌ

والخَصرُ من حدقِ العُيونِ مُمنُطقُ

والخَصرُ من حدقِ العُيونِ مُمنُطقُ

So his flank is garlanded with hearts,

So the branch ensnares hearts in its coils,

and his waist is girdled with the eyes’ pupils.

And the waist by the eyes' glances is confined.

مِنُه النَّسيمُ سَرَى وفي أَرجائِهِ

مِنُه النَّسيمُ سَرَى وفي أَرجائِهِ

نَشرٌ يَضوعُ منَ الُمرورِ وَيَعبقُ

نَشرٌ يَضوعُ منَ الُمرورِ وَيَعبقُ

From him the breeze has drifted; all around him

From it the breeze blows gently spreading in its corners,

a fragrance wafts from the passing breeze and scents the air.

A diffusing fragrance of sweet passing.

قالَ انتظِر منهُ زِيارَةَ طَيفِهِ

قالَ انتظِر منهُ زِيارَةَ طَيفِهِ

فَلَسوفَ يأَتيكَ الخَيالُ وَيَطرُقُ

فَلَسوفَ يأَتيكَ الخَيالُ وَيَطرُقُ

He said, “Await a visit from his dream-phantom;

It said: "Wait for the phantom of him to visit you,

for the apparition will surely come to you and visit by night.”

The apparition will come to you and knock."

مِالي وَللطَّرفِ الطَّروقِ وإِنَّما

مِالي وَللطَّرفِ الطَّروقِ وإِنَّما

كَلَفي بِهِ وَلَهُ أحبُّ وأعشَقُ

كَلَفي بِهِ وَلَهُ أحبُّ وأعشَقُ

What have I to do with the night-visiting gaze? Rather,

What do I have to do with the batting of eyes? For I

my passion is for him, and him I love and adore.

Am devoted to him, I love and desire only him.